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Miss Moneypenny: James! Have you brought me a souvenir from your trip? Chocolates? An engagement ring?

James Bond: I thought you might enjoy one of these.

[gives Miss Moneypenny a cigar tube]

Miss Moneypenny: How romantic. I know exactly where to put that.

[throws the cigar tube in the bin]

James Bond: Oh Moneypenny, the story of our relationship: close, but no cigar.

Q: I've always tried to teach you two things. First, never let them see you bleed.

James Bond: And the second?

Q: Always have an escape plan.

James Bond: [after Q introduces Bond to his successor] If you're Q, does that make him R?

R: Ah yes, the legendary 007 wit, or at least half of it.

James Bond: Expecting Davidov? He caught a bullet instead of the plane. [grabs Renard and holds him at gunpoint] Get off and keep your mouth shut!

Renard: You can't kill me. I'm already dead.

James Bond: Not dead enough for me.

Renard: You could show a little gratitude. I did spare your life at the banker's office. That's right; I couldn't kill you, you were working for me. You delivered the money, killed King and now you've brought me the plane.

James Bond: What's your plan for the bomb?!

Renard: You first. Or could it be you don't have a plan?

James Bond: That bomb will never leave this room!

Renard: Neither will you. How sad…to be threatened by a man who can't grasp what he's involved in.

James Bond: Revenge is not hard to fathom for a man who believes in nothing.

James Bond: And the firefight will bring down half the army from above.

Renard: But when a certain phone call isn't made in twenty minutes, Elektra dies.

James Bond: You're bluffing.

Renard: She's beautiful, isn't she? You should have had her before, when she was innocent. How does it feel to know that I broke her in for you?

[Bond gets angry and pistol-whips Renard across the forehead. Renard falls to the ground]

James Bond: [as the puts the silencer on his P99] I usually hate killing an unarmed man. Cold-blooded murder is a filthy business.

Renard: A man tires of being executed.

James Bond: But in your case, I feel nothing, just like you.

Dr. Christmas Jones: Wait a minute. Are you going to do what I think you're going to do?

James Bond: What do I need to defuse a nuclear bomb?

Dr. Christmas Jones: Me.

Dr. Christmas Jones: Do you wanna explain why you did that? I could have stopped that bomb! You almost killed us!

James Bond: I did kill us. She thinks we're dead and she thinks she got away with it.

Dr. Christmas Jones: Do you want to put that in English for those of us who don't speak spy? Who's she?

James Bond: Elektra King.

Dr. Christmas Jones: Well, why would she blow up her own pipeline?

James Bond: It makes her look innocent. The explosion covers up the theft of the plutonium... and they make it look like a terrorist attack.

Dr. Christmas Jones: [takes a tin of plutonium out of her bag] But why leave this half?

James Bond: So there's enough to spread around to cover up for the part that they did take.

Dr. Christmas Jones: But what are they gonna do with the other half? Its not enough to make a nuclear bomb.

James Bond: You're the scientist; you tell me.

Dr. Christmas Jones: I don't know..but the world's greatest terrorist running around with 6 kilos of weapons-grade plutonium can't be good. I have to get it back, or somebody's gonna have my ass.

James Bond: First things first.

Elektra King: [to Renard as she announces that she has captured M for him] Your present, courtesy of the late Mr. Bond.

Renard: My executioner.

M: Overpraise, I'm afraid. But my people will finish the job.

Elektra King: Your people? Your people will leave you here to rot. Just like you left me- you and my father.

M: Your father wasn't...

Elektra King: My father was nothing! The kingdom he stole from my mother, the kingdom I will rightly take back.

[Elektra leaves]

M: I hope you're proud of what you did to her.

Renard: I'm afraid it is you who deserve credit. When I took her, she was promise itself. And then you left her at the mercy of a man like me. You made that happen. For what? To get to me? She's worth fifty of me.

M: For once, I agree with you.

Renard: Yes. And now we both share a common fate. You will die along with everyone in the city. Along with the bright, starry, oil driven future of the West. [Renard reaches for an alarm clock and holds it in his hands] Since you sent your men to kill me, I've been watching time tick away, marching towards my own death. Now you can have the same pleasure. Watch these hands, M. By noon tomorrow, your time is up. And I guarantee you, I will not miss.